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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet
Capítulo 11, Página 2
“You
have
come
to
me
to
tell
your
story,
have
you
not?”
said
he.
“You
are
fatigued
with
your
haste.
Pray
wait
until
you
have
recovered
yourself,
and
then
I
shall
be
most
happy
to
look
into
any
little
problem
which
you
may
submit
to
me.”
The
man
sat
for
a
minute
or
more
with
a
heaving
chest,
fighting
against
his
emotion.
Then
he
passed
his
handkerchief
over
his
brow,
set
his
lips
tight,
and
turned
his
face
towards
us.
“No
doubt
you
think
me
mad?”
said
he.
“I
see
that
you
have
had
some
great
trouble,”
responded
Holmes.
“God
knows
I
have!—a
trouble
which
is
enough
to
unseat
my
reason,
so
sudden
and
so
terrible
is
it.
Public
disgrace
I
might
have
faced,
although
I
am
a
man
whose
character
has
never
yet
borne
a
stain.
Private
affliction
also
is
the
lot
of
every
man;
but
the
two
coming
together,
and
in
so
frightful
a
form,
have
been
enough
to
shake
my
very
soul.
Besides,
it
is
not
I
alone.
The
very
noblest
in
the
land
may
suffer
unless
some
way
be
found
out
of
this
horrible
affair.”
“Pray
compose
yourself,
sir,”
said
Holmes,
“and
let
me
have
a
clear
account
of
who
you
are
and
what
it
is
that
has
befallen
you.”
“My
name,”
answered
our
visitor,
“is
probably
familiar
to
your
ears.
I
am
Alexander
Holder,
of
the
banking
firm
of
Holder
&
Stevenson,
of
Threadneedle
Street.”
The
name
was
indeed
well
known
to
us
as
belonging
to
the
senior
partner
in
the
second
largest
private
banking
concern
in
the
City
of
London.
What
could
have
happened,
then,
to
bring
one
of
the
foremost
citizens
of
London
to
this
most
pitiable
pass?
We
waited,
all
curiosity,
until
with
another
effort
he
braced
himself
to
tell
his
story.
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